Chapter 37: An Eye for an Eye — Weapon X Eye Drops!
"Who the hell are you?!"
"I am Vice Admiral Momonga of Marine Headquarters! Boarding my warship comes with a price!"
Momonga's heart raced, but years of experience forced him to stay calm.
Someone who could sneak onto his ship in the Calm Belt, someone this fast… this masked intruder was no ordinary enemy.
But who would dare attack him here?
Not Hancock's people—she hated men.
"Tch. Vice Admiral Momonga? Big title for such a filthy rat."
"No point wasting words on trash."
Rok's voice was low and distorted.
He struck instantly—no warning, no mercy.
He had considered using Conqueror's Haki, but decided against it.
Momonga would recognize it from their last fight.
BAM!
A single Armament-hardened whip kick sent Momonga staggering back.
Rok drew Undead from his hip.
Moonlight glinted off the cursed blade, blood-red light pulsing with killing intent.
HUM—
A crimson slash exploded forward.
Momonga barely blocked it.
"Such swordsmanship…!"
He was a respected swordsman in Headquarters, yet this one attack forced him to go all-out.
BOOM!
The clash shook the entire warship.
Every Marine on board was alerted— except most were still stone statues courtesy of Hancock.
The few who rushed in were instantly cut down or driven back.
Momonga had no time to call for help.
He needed to counterattack now or die.
SWISH—
Too late.
Rok vanished and reappeared at his side.
Before Momonga could react, the tiny vial of Weapon X was ripped from his pocket.
Momonga's blood ran cold.
The target was the poison all along.
"Give that back! You'll be hunted by the entire World Government and Marines!"
He lunged desperately.
Rok flickered in front of him again.
This time, two glistening drops fell from the opened vial— straight into Momonga's eyes.
"Enjoy the Weapon X eye drops, Vice Admiral."
Rok's voice dripped with ice.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!"
The scream was inhuman.
In seconds, Momonga's eyes shriveled, bled, rotted, then went completely blind.
The toxin spread through his body, wracking him with agony he never imagined.
Now he truly understood what he had once inflicted on Rok.
"Like my gift?"
"We'll meet again. Maybe in the New World. Come find me when you do."
Rok vanished into the night, leaving the Vice Admiral writhing on the floor.
Revenge tasted sweet.
He didn't kill Momonga— a dead Vice Admiral meant no ride to Marineford.
A blind one, however, couldn't spot stowaways.
Perfect.
On his way out, Rok quietly kidnapped one of the petrified Marine Commodores— a spare uniform and identity might come in handy.
…
Amazon Lily — Palace
"He's back?! Rok is really back?!"
"I… I'm not dreaming?"
The second Hancock heard Rok and Luffy had returned and taken rooms in the palace— her "terminal illness" vanished.
Fever gone. Energy restored. Cheeks still flushed, but now from excitement, not sickness.
Granny Nyon just shook her head in the corner.
Love really was the most terrifying devil fruit of all.
…
Back in his luxurious palace guest room, Rok didn't rush to see Hancock or drop the Ace/Robin/Nami bombs on Luffy.
The coming days would be brutal.
First— he needed his rewards.
The night wind howled outside, as if the sea itself knew a storm was coming.
Morning arrived.
The system voice finally rang:
[Ding! Congratulations, Host! Amazon Lily Palace overnight sign-in complete!]
[Rewards distributing…]
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